"Don't let the past rule your future."

-Aliah

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Aliah's POV

"Hey!" I greeted when I entered Harris' hospital room.

I was so nervous. I didn't know if he said what he said only to tease me or because he wanted more. I wasn't ready for that. I mean c'mon it's only been 2 days. Slow down.

"Oh hey, what did the doctor say?" He asked after greeting me with a kiss.

"Euhm yeah I'm good, I can go home tomorrow but-" I stopped because I noticed that Harris was packing.

"-why are you packing?" I finished.

"Because I can go home today, I signed the papers and all."

That was awesome.

But.. he didn't seem excited to go home.

"What's wrong?" I asked sitting down on the opposite side of the bed.

He had placed his luggage on the bed and was packing all his stuff.

He stopped packing and looked at me. He made direct eye contact with me and didn't deviate.

I could see in his eyes that he was scared, anxious.

He spoke gently, "I don't know, I know I'll be getting flashbacks from that night. I- I just don't know"

He continued packing and eventually closed his luggage, staring at it for a few seconds.

"I'll be fine." he added.

"Come here" I jumped up and walked straight to him. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. I let go and made eye contact with him once again.

"You don't have to go through that alone, you can stay in my room until tomorrow and then we can go home together." I said.

He curved his lips into a smile and nodded. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" He placed his chin on my head and hugged me.

..

We were back in my room. Harris was doing business stuff on his laptop and I was reading a book. He needed to be back at work by monday. The company needed their CEO.

I saw him rubbing his temples with his knuckle, either out of frustration or he was having a headache.

I got out of bed and closed his laptop.

"Aliah, what are you doing? I have so much work to do." he groaned, slightly annoyed.

"Take a break." I smiled.

"No, I need to keep a company running for-.." he replied opening his laptop again.

I was a bit shocked by his response. He certainly acted differently when he was working. The stress was getting to him... so I get it. I knew by looking at him working on his laptop, that he was the type of person to get to work at the crack of dawn and stay late into the night. Even a blind person could see that Harris was a workaholic.

My smile faded away and I got back in bed.

"I'm sorry, it's just the stress." he closed his laptop and sat down on the bed. He looked at me, squeezed my hand and smiled.

I didn't respond. Why? Because I used to know a guy that acted like that. First he was all kind and loving, an hour later he would be angry and yelling. Followed by him apologizing for his behaviour. That unfortunately started with yelling but ended with assault.

I took my hand back from his, not because his mood changed but because the past was all I could think about. The past I still remembered atleast.

"I'm tired." I spoke softly.

"Okay, I'll go to the cafeteria. Do you want something?"

"No I'm good." I said lying down, my back turned to Harris.

I could feel his eyes burn on me for a few seconds before he stood up and walked out.

I sat up when he closed the door behind him and sighed.

Why is my life so complicated?

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Harris' POV

"Okay so we cleaned the apartment for you, I'm sorry for what happened." the owner of the building I lived in apologised. He accompanied us to the apartment and opened the door. We didn't have our keys anymore, the police gave the keys back to the owner of the building. Mainly because they didn't know if I would survive or not.

"I'm really sorry." he said once again and gave us some space to settle back in. Nice guy, he knows when to take a step back.

Aliah was quiet the entire time. We haven't spoke since I snapped at her yesterday. I didn't snap, it was more like a.. I don't know.. She lost her memory, so she doesn't remember how I was before all of this. The normal Aliah, the Aliah from before the incident, would understand why I snapped like that. I apologised, I can't do more than that.

We both walked in together, holding hands. I was sure that Aliah could feel my pulse racing in my wrist. It was easier for Aliah than it was for me. Aliah didn't remember anything, she didn't remember anything that had happened before. I, on the other hand, remembered everything. Every little detail.

I looked at the spot where everything happened and had recurring flashes of the incident. I guess these flashbacks were my mind's way of telling me what happened and why it happened, so I could work through them. And eventually get over it.

"You okay?" Aliah asked pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah I'm fine, you?"

"Of course, it's not like I remember anything to be-.."

She stopped talking when she looked at me and probably saw that I somehow was anxious.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't me-"

"It's fine Aliah, really." I smiled. "Your room is down the hall. I'm going to take a shower."

I pressed my lips gently against her forehead and walked away.

Us coming back home wouldn't be easy, more like stressful, I was prepared to deal with the situation. But it was harder than I had expected. I'll get there.

One step at a time.

Aliah's POV

I entered the room and sat down with a sigh.

I grabbed my phone and texted Saïd, telling him I arrived home. He was out of town, don't ask me why. He never gave me a valued explanation. "For work" was all he said. I didn't believe him of course. I had lost my memory, not my brain. I just knew something was up with him. I could feel it.

Harris had treated me amazing the past few days, he was kind and understanding. But how I acted was unacceptable. I need to grow up and get over it. I can't let my past rule my future. How could I possibly compare Harris to that old jerk. Harris was amazing.

I went to his room quietly, without calling his name or knocking on his door. I entered his room and took a quick look around. I loved looking into people's room. I don't know why, it's something about the pictures hanging around I think. He didn't have pictures at all, only one of his sister. Who I have met at the hospital when she was visiting Harris. She was friendly, nothing compared to her mother. I could hear the shower running so I sat down on the bed and waited for Harris to be done. He shouldn't be alone at this moment, he needs me. He needs his wife.

I heard him turn the shower off and walking towards the door. I sat up and looked at the bathroom door until he would open it. I didn't think that he would be naked or half naked. I just went in there without thinking about the situation.

"Aliah!" he said when he saw me sitting on his bed. "You scared me" he added.

I panicked seeing him half naked and jumped up, turning around immediately. He was practically naked, he only had a towel covering his.. you know.. business.

He laughed at my actions and a smirk appeared on my face. He was fit. Like really fit.

"Not this again, you didn't mind the day after our marriage though." I felt him walking around, not knowing what he was doing.

I tried looking at him out of the corner of my eye but I couldn't see much.

"You can just look". He said catching me trying to look.

"Just putting on some boxers and clothes" he teased.

I kept my mouth shut the entire time. I hated myself for enjoying it, even though he was my husband.

"Okay, done." he said.

I turned around to only find him standing in front of me, still half naked. He atleast was wearing his pants.

I gave him the 'come on, don't be childish' kind of look while inspecting his body more.

"You like what you see?" He smirked when he noticed I was still checking him out.

I shook my head and turned back around.

"I'm going to make some food." I said and made my way out.

"Okay but do you want me to put on a shirt or not" he teased.

I stopped and stared at him with a dead-ass serious expression.

"No." I replied, doing my best to not laugh or give more than a passing glance at his body.

He chuckled and a smile took over my face once again. I can get used to this.

Saïd's POV

"Ya Allah." I whispered. "Please forgive me Natasha."

I looked at Natasha, who was lying down on the ground holding her stomach firmly. She wasn't moving nor was I.

I regretted everything but it was too late for that. What has come over me? Oh God what have I done.

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How is Ramadan going guys?

At what time do you break your fast?

Hope you enjoyed this new chapter ♡

~Edited by R3Hijabi ~